C35 Two Martial Meetings

"Elder He, how is my father?"

Qin Yuan and the others were waiting anxiously outside the room. When they saw the door open, they all surrounded him.

After he lost his hand, he worked day and night to delay Qin Wangchuan's poison attack. In these two months, he seemed to have aged ten years. His withered face looked even more haggard.

Resisting his fatigue with laughter, He Shaotian said